Pulling out of Woodstock heading down to Little Rock   Come on boys it's time to go   The bus blew out a front tire durn thing almost caught on fire   Had to call in for a tow   And we still got seven hundred miles to go   Pulling into Little Rock getting close to eight o'clock   Glad we got two opening acts   Show starts in an hour no time for a shower   We'll have to eat when we get back   But we don't care beacuase this place is packed      CHORUS:   We're road dogs road dogs   Burning up the interstate   Hot and wild southern style   That crowd in Memphis just won't wait   From midnight till dawn we're rolling down the highway   Heading for another town   Road dogs road dogs   We sure do get around      D J got his feelings hurt didn't get a tee shirt   Says he's gonna ban our stuff   Promoters acting funny hope he's got our money   Guess I'll have to call his bluff   We play our music that should be enough      REPEAT CHORUS